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of dreams and my one shirt on my back
I left there looking for some things to find
[Verse 2]
Rode my thumb to San Francisco,i worked down by the bay
Got
going to San Diego, here I come
San Francisco, won't be long
Sacramento, whoa yeah, in the sun
I just might go
Oh, I said I'm going to San Diego
He shacked up with a girl that he met down at the AA
She used to be a dancer by the San Francisco Bay
Shaking and grinding for 27 dollars a day
like the year
I was really going somewhere
We were living in San Francisco
With flowers in our hair
Singing songs of kindness
So the world would
memory tonight
It was San Francisco
Silly suits and white ties by the bay
You appeared with your papa
Tears were rollin' down your mama's face
shorts on a sunny San Francisco day
I like to hang out by the water of the sunny San Francisco Bay
I'm gonna rock like no one ever told me to stop
Make
to be crucified?
The best that they can do
is just hang me from the nearest tree
Cause it?s midnight in San Francisco
and I?m waiting here for Jesus
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
of San Francisco, word from Peking
The trouble was started by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day, oh Lord
For when we got bored we'd have a World War,
two-step
I left San Francisco, I've been coverin' Joni
And I'm dancin' with Joan
It's kinda hard to find love
When you're used to rollin' like
San Francisco morning coming clear and cold
Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics
of San Francisco, word from Peking
The trouble was started by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day, oh Lord
For when we got bored we'd have a World War,
San Francisco morning coming clear and cold
Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics
that other children had
I spent five years in an orphan's home but I ran off one day
And I hoboed an old freight train to San Francisco Bay
I've fought
nobody bad like me
Spell
C-O-O-L
What's that spell?
C-O-O-L
I might dine in San Francisco
Dance all night in Rome
I go any freakin' place I want
I slept in a garage in San Francisco
On the same night David Bowie died
cnd all the lights down in the city
They were shining a little extra bright
blunt huh? Hash oil
My Panamanian saha from south San Francisco
on some marijuana farm down in San Luis Obisbo
Wake yo` ass up Charlie Hustle, wake yo`
talkin' to
I'll look for you in old Honolul-a
San Francisco, Ashtabula
You're gonna have to leave me now, I know
But I'll see you in the sky above
In
talkin' to
I'll look for you in old Honolul-a
San Francisco, Ashtabula
You're gonna have to leave me now, I know
But I'll see you in the sky above
In
Fi ibadi re jo disco
Fly to San Francisco
No go play me like disk o
If you leave I go sick o
Fi ibadi re jo disco
Fly to San Francisco
No go play me
prêt si tu viens au contact (sku)
9.3, 9.4 (han) 20-20, c'est toujours code 1.8.7 (paw, paw)
S/o Kaki (OBS) ils marquent pas même en 28 sets (sku,
I was born in San Francisco when the bay was full of cruisers
Where the west wind smells of fishing boats for fifty miles around
My father wore
what it would have taken to keep me cool.
Maybe someday when you're by yourself alone
You'll know the love that I had for you was never my own.
line
You must never cross a picket line
Look away, look away
Look away out west to San Francisco
Look away, look away
Look away down south
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